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fandomtownies2010-09-24 06:25 pm
missed-the-gate.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomtownies2010-09-24 06:25 pm
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Atlas Gym | Friday
Jessi had never bothered John. She was like a staple of the gym, always prancing about in her spandex, flipping her ponytail, and looking kinda hot if truth be told.
Today John was less fond of her. This was probably the result of him being forced to lead the 9am Cardio Funk class. Who was the manager here? Certainly not the chick who was likely sexting Tino on her break. And still he'd filled in as requested. It was hard not being able to say no to pretty people.
Now John was going to sulk at the front desk and hope the 3pm Jazzercise class went on without need of a teacher. He'd turn on the music, but that was as far as his glutes were taking him today.
Today John was less fond of her. This was probably the result of him being forced to lead the 9am Cardio Funk class. Who was the manager here? Certainly not the chick who was likely sexting Tino on her break. And still he'd filled in as requested. It was hard not being able to say no to pretty people.
Now John was going to sulk at the front desk and hope the 3pm Jazzercise class went on without need of a teacher. He'd turn on the music, but that was as far as his glutes were taking him today.